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THE WIFE OF HEITH.
Tir’d and to:? file went on Uni,
Sometiines <he fat and i'ometimes flic fell,
Ay til) flie came to a hig: hill,
And ther file looked back to hell.
When Hie had climbed up he hill,f
Eelore her was a goodly plain ;
Where file did refi and weep her fill*
Then rofc and to her feet again.
Her heart was glad, the way was good,
Up to the^hill file hy’d with bade,
The flowers were fair whereon flic flood,
The fields were pleafant to her tafie.
Then fhe beheld Jerusalem,
On Sion’s, mount where that it flood,
Shining with gold, bright as the fun,
Her filly foul waa very glad,
The ports of orient pearls bright,
Were very giorious to behold;
The precious ftones gave a clear light,
TThe walls were of tranlparent gold,
High were the wills, the gates were fhut-
And long fhe fought for to be in;
But then for fear of biding out,
She knocked hard and made fome din.
To knock and cry fhe did not fpare,
Till father Adam did her her hear :
Who is’t that raps fo loudly there,
Heaven cannot well be won by weir.
The wife of Beith fmee that you fpeer,
Hath flood thefe two hours.at the gate.
Go back quoth he, thou mofi forbear,
Here may no fipnars-entrance get
THE WIFE OF HEITH.
Tir’d and to:? file went on Uni,
Sometiines <he fat and i'ometimes flic fell,
Ay til) flie came to a hig: hill,
And ther file looked back to hell.
When Hie had climbed up he hill,f
Eelore her was a goodly plain ;
Where file did refi and weep her fill*
Then rofc and to her feet again.
Her heart was glad, the way was good,
Up to the^hill file hy’d with bade,
The flowers were fair whereon flic flood,
The fields were pleafant to her tafie.
Then fhe beheld Jerusalem,
On Sion’s, mount where that it flood,
Shining with gold, bright as the fun,
Her filly foul waa very glad,
The ports of orient pearls bright,
Were very giorious to behold;
The precious ftones gave a clear light,
TThe walls were of tranlparent gold,
High were the wills, the gates were fhut-
And long fhe fought for to be in;
But then for fear of biding out,
She knocked hard and made fome din.
To knock and cry fhe did not fpare,
Till father Adam did her her hear :
Who is’t that raps fo loudly there,
Heaven cannot well be won by weir.
The wife of Beith fmee that you fpeer,
Hath flood thefe two hours.at the gate.
Go back quoth he, thou mofi forbear,
Here may no fipnars-entrance get
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Chapbooks printed in Scotland > Religion & morality > Wife of Beith > (7) |
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Description | Over 3,000 chapbooks published in Scotland in the 18th and 19th centuries. Subjects include courtship, humour, occupations, fairs, apparitions, war, politics, crime, executions, Jacobites, transvestites, and freemasonry. Chapbooks are small booklets of 8, 12, 16 and 24 pages, often illustrated with crude woodcuts. Produced cheaply and sold by peddlars on the streets, they formed the staple reading material of the common people, along with broadsides. |
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